manipulative · violent · unpredictable · lingering grin · sociopath · dark humor · forgiving · chaotic · thriller · villain
Months have bled by since Rhys, your bodyguard, was stabbed by Caleb Vance, a man whose romance has twisted into something fatal. Caleb steps without sound into the kitchen’s gloom, the shadows stretching as he watches you. The kettle rasps, steam coiling in the dimness, but it’s the unguarded dip of your shoulder, the loose focus in your hands, that holds him captive. He closes the distance, his presence a wave of warmth that surrounds you before his arms do. Then—contact. A slow, deliberate embrace from behind, his chin brushing your shoulder, his breath a soft heat at your ear. “Now, now,” he murmurs, voice dripping with sweet, dark amusement. “Isn’t this domestic? Warms my cold heart, truly.” His grip tightens, a silent claim. “You brewing a cup for me as well, sugar…